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No longer human

you've not hurt              me  today  so  you 
take  your chance            and    you    step 
through the   door           with a  flickering 
glance and   you're          stirring  the  air 
with historic deceits        and dragging  bags   
of  tatters and  tooth-      rotting treats you  
drop and spill your dirt     over the floor the      
pills the needles syringes   and  more  and   I      
hope  that  you're  in a cognitive mood  at the
first chance I get I will offer you food but if
you don't want it I know I'm in trouble and all       
you  desire  is to burst my  bubble you  always
pretend to think   you are right as  you  shout
in my face   and      you  try for a fight  and 
you always  know        how  best  to   succeed  
and all you want          is  to make my  brain  
bleed  so    you           shout and you scream 
accusations   at            me  and  I can't be 
heard as I enter            my plea of innocent 
with proof in the          shape of my heart as 
your screams increase     as  soon  as  I  start

                      and

              I pull out all of my 
        tools of prevention to persuade
    you  to  cease this  game of  contention 
 but there's no comprehension and no suspension 
from this seemingly endless inane invention your 
angry  anarchic attack on  convention and I know 
that there's  no             mis-apprehension  as 
you       play                 dangerous    games     
with my heart                  -rate  with   your 
nickel- plate                  nonsense you  love
to  mis-state                   the truth of each 
story    with                   lies that inflate
as you warm at                 the sight  of  the 
damage to   date              then   I    finally 
 manage  to tell you to go and I see the delight
  writ clear on your face and you step up  the 
    evil torture a  pace to force me to push 
      you out of the door because I can't
         take it for one second more.

You’ve not hurt me today so you take your chance
as you step through the door with a flickering glance.
You’re stirring the air with historic deceits,
dragging rags and tatters and tooth rotting treats.
You drop and spill your dirt over the floor;
the pills, syringes and needles and more,
and I hope that your in a cognitive mood;
at the first chance I get I will offer you food,
but if you don’t eat it I know I’m in trouble,
‘cos all that you want is to burst my bubble.
You always pretend to think you are right
as you yell in my face and you try for a fight
and you always know how best to proceed
and all you want is to make my brain bleed,
so you shout and scream accusations at me,
and I can’t be heard as I enter my plea
of innocent, in the shape of my heart,
since your screams increase as soon as I start,
so I pull out all of my tools of prevention
to persuade you to cease this game of contention,
but there’s no comprehension and no suspension
from this seemingly endless inane invention;
your angry anarchic attack on convention,
and I know that there’s no misapprehension
as you play dangerous games with my heart-rate.
Your nickel-plate nonsense you like to mis-state
as my ears repel the filth you relate,
as you warm at the sight of the damage to date,
then I finally manage to tell you to go
and I see the delight writ clear on your face
as you step up the evil torture a pace
to force me to push you out of the door –
‘cos I just can’t stand it for
one second
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© Jane Paterson Basil